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The Runaway Wife: Escaping His Gilded Cage

Chapter 5 Obsidian's Sanctuary

Word Count: 1270    |    Released on: Today at 13:39

avoidable. Mrs. Damian Carlisle. Hearing Ismael say the

wards on his wall-deal of the year, fastest-growing fund. Trophi

built a

en decorat

, so potent it was a physical taste in her

ructed facade that was finally crumbling. He moved from his chair to sit on the sofa next to her, not

amiliar, protective tone of the boy she once knew. "It's

hree years, began to crack. Her fingers

direct but kind. "And that power suit can't hide th

fer up a polite, evasive lie. "I

of the richest men in the country. The Carlisles don't 'do' change of scenery.

ock's dog got loose and cornered you by the kitchens. You were terrified, but you stood

so vivid, it

lding hers. "So whatever this is, whatever happened.

statement she had been longing t

aced a hot path down her che

uffocating pressure of her final wish. She told him about the cold, empty years of her marriage, about Isabelle's constant, triu

r, she said, "I left him. Yesterday. The divo

by a still, dangerous anger. When she mentioned the divorce, his jaw clenched. He had always been suspicious of the wealthy families

he word a low grow

't need them. He saw the result sitting in front of him. He accep

to practical, strategic. "Are you ready for what this wor

ere gone, replaced by a fire he

ant to be saved. I want to build something of my own. Something that no one can ever take away from

oss Ismael's face. It w

ed another junior analyst," he said, picking up her resume and tea

hear

team is good, but they're missing something. A perspective that's not blinded by ego." He paused, his eyes gleaming.

an't... I don't have the experience. I'v

ch was warm, steady, and completely platonic. It was the touch of a brother. A comrade. "I know how your m

she hadn't felt from anyone in her entire adult l

he said. "We'll sort out the contract and the sal

bubbled up inside her. "Ok

o celebrate your first day on the job a little early." He

only a second. "Ye

cancel my six o'clock. And get me a table for two

s in her corner. He was using his power, his in

ieve his jacket, Ava's mind snagged o

ad gone last night. It was their place. A knot of unease tighten

t power over her. She couldn't let them dictate which parts of the city wer

He held the office door open for her, and they rode the pr

opened the door for them. As Ismael slid in beside her, he gave h

ck into the world

and for the first time,

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The Runaway Wife: Escaping His Gilded Cage
The Runaway Wife: Escaping His Gilded Cage
“Ava had been married to Wall Street titan Damian Carlisle for three years, an orphan chosen by his late grandmother solely to provide an heir. But at the matriarch's funeral, Damian stood intimately before the flashing cameras with his childhood sweetheart, Isabelle. The entire elite family deliberately excluded Ava, leaving her standing alone in the shadows. The guests whispered about how perfect Damian and Isabelle looked together, completely ignoring the actual wife standing right there. To Damian, Ava was nothing more than a piece of inherited furniture he didn't know where to place. Realizing she was just a discarded placeholder, Ava quietly left the estate and sent him divorce papers. But Isabelle secretly intercepted the legal documents to keep Damian in the dark. Enraged when he finally discovered her escape, Damian tracked Ava down to her shabby Brooklyn rental. He smashed through her door, physically dragged her out in the middle of the night, and forced her back to the sprawling estate. He installed new locks on the reinforced windows, pinned her to the bed, and coldly commanded her to fulfill her biological duty. "You owe this family, Ava. You were given everything, and this is how you will repay that debt." Trapped in the dark, a chilling despair washed over her as she realized a piece of paper could never free her. Against his absolute wealth and power, her rights and her tears meant absolutely nothing. But as her gaze fell on the corporate financial reports she had been secretly analyzing, her fear vanished. If the law couldn't beat him, she would use the only language he understood. She would accept the executive position at his rival's firm, dismantle his empire piece by piece, and personally ruin him.”